"Shatter, reality. Burst asunder, spirit. Perish, the entire world..."
Zhao Cheng held a crystal ball. In the projected image before him, eleven-year-old Zhao Cheng stretched one hand forward, fingers spread wide, while his other hand gripped that wrist. His powerhouse aura was off the charts.
Just as little Zhao Cheng had finally built up the mood, the bedroom door was twisted open and kicked in by Zhao Xiaoxiang.
"Zhao Cheng, hurry up! If we miss the start of the movie because of you, I'll kill you—kill you ten thousand times, ten thousand times!"
Nine-year-old Zhao Xiaoxiang held a thoroughly abused doll in one hand and shot Zhao Cheng a cold look. Though she was small, she utterly shattered the aura Zhao Cheng had just painstakingly built.
Seeing this, everyone present first looked at Zhao Cheng in astonishment, then at Zhao Xiaoxiang, and finally at Li Qingmeng.
They could not help suspecting that the Zhao Xiaoxiang in the footage had actually been played by Li Qingmeng.
Mainly because the Zhao Xiaoxiang in the footage was so hard to connect with the quiet, gentle, seemingly delicate Zhao Xiaoxiang of today.
Those lines, especially, sounded far more like Li Qingmeng.
"What are you all looking at? Obviously, that isn't me."
Seeing everyone's gazes, Li Qingmeng's face flushed slightly.
"When I was that age, I was famously well-behaved..."
Then, realizing her words did not seem particularly convincing, Li Qingmeng weakly added that. Whether anyone believed her was another matter entirely.
When everyone looked toward Zhao Xiaoxiang, she blushed faintly and muttered, "Maybe I was... more lively back then..."
As they spoke, Zhao Cheng chose to fast-forward. The footage immediately flickered past at high speed, soon reaching the end of the movie.
"Stop, I'm appearing!"
Li Qingmeng pointed at the girl in the white dress